Drunk Wizard Novels & Stories

He looked old and if he was a wizard it meant he was at least double the age he looked to be. We shifted back and I stood naked in front of the wizard. ”Give us the girl, she who is half the child of darkness and half the abomination of your kind. Give us the girl and we will be resilient, give us the girl and you might get to live. Refuse to do as asked, and we will wreak havoc upon your pack and your people and we will not stop until every last one of you is dead!” I looked at James who was still in his wolf form. He and Alex were baring their teeth, snarling at the wizard.

I thought, and she explained. “Because male druid wolves turn rogue as they age and become unpredictable. They enjoy fornication and also become notorious killers. The Moon Council protocol is to lock them up and destroy any offspring. The male pups are banned from life. Austin should be dead.” Gasping, I glanced at Austin and said, “You're a druid wolf!” Tilting his head, he shrugged and said, “I don't possess any magic, but I have the genetics, unlike my siblings, who are just normal wolves like their mother, our Luna.”

"Yup! Bring me the strongest liquor in the club, tonight I want to get totally wasted! I am not holding back a bit! I don't get high with that regular stuff, it doesn't affect me anymore." I groaned, feeling displeased. To be honest nothing affects me. Being a warlock it already strengthen's my resistance power towards alcohol so no matter what liquor I drink or how strong it is, after 15-20 minutes my system already dissolves it & my magic makes me sober up but after my powers became strong my ability to resist the drugs has also become strong due to which I don't get intoxicated easily no matter what sub substances I use. I need to empty several bottles of strong liquor mixed with some pro

Quickstep signed as he finally gave up after three hours of thinking. "You can choose specialization for the wizard class, host." The system reminded Quickstep. "Hahaha! I almost forgot about that. I want a healer wizard. Hehehe." Quickstep instructed the system. "Affirmative host." The system replied to Quickstep. 1% 2% 3% 99% 100% complete Host: Quickstep Replicated Form: Wizard Doctor (Tier D Early Stage) Abilities: Augmented Regenerative Ability, Healing Magic Estimated Power: 15,000 stars

"My father said…" The leader of the Wizards stood tall, his pale face tilted upward with arrogance, as though the world itself were beneath his feet. His voice echoed with a tone that sliced through the tension in the air, sharp and unsettling. "Witches are the hunters of Wolves and Vampires. The most thrilling moment of a wizard’s life is to make a stew from their blood… and drink them." He chuckled, a slow, rotten sound that sent a ripple of discomfort across our group. His sunken eyes scanned us, predatory and gleaming with amusement.

+20 abyssal force] [Wizard sub-role unlocked!] [Wizard: Scholars that study the magic forces and seek the guidance of the Abyssal will. +10 Abyssal force. +1 Intelligence.] [Note: A Wizard will refuse to research technology, and researchers will refuse to study magic.] [You can aid your wizards creating spells using the Path tab] "Great! Magic at last!" David celebrated the small victory and immediately pressed the Path tab, but he couldn't create any new spells yet. "Guess i have to wait for them to start creating something."

“You need to survive long enough to ruin him. The words settled heavily inside me... ruined him. My gaze lingered on Draco’s face again despite myself. I remembered the exact way he looked beneath the flashing police lights outside the cathedral earlier. Completely calm and untouched, like death meant nothing to him. He was a monster but monsters still bled, didn’t they? Salvatore stepped toward the monitors and pressed several keys against the console. New files immediately appeared across the screens... financial records, political connections, surveillance reports, photographs of luxury estates and blood-covered crime scenes. Draco’s entire life laid open before me like pieces of a puzzle

“I wish. But it’s true… or as much as the report says it is. It is impossible that he hasn’t tapped into his magick or he hasn’t felt it because he is powerful. We’ve been having reports of surges of elemental activities where he is located. Could also be the reason why he lives so isolated, is because he’s been trying to manage this alone for a long time and you know magick manifests at fourteen. So he’s been at this too long alone.” My heart constricts inside my chest at what my mother is saying. A powerful Warlock, living in the Mundane world alone, without any knowledge about the Magickals. And he is isolated here as he is from his roots. I don’t know how he could have gone this long wit

My head snaps up. What is wrong?! A drunk enchanter stumbled past, his body haloed by floating magic circles that wavered with every sway of his steps. He was completely out of it, mumbling nonsense as he bumped into a passing server, nearly sending another tray of glasses to the floor. I rolled my eyes and looked away. “People sure don’t know how to act these days,” I muttered, pushing back from the table. “Where are you going?” Darien asked without looking up.

Jaden is in the part that will touch the woman's soul. Jacob almost gambled his life to protect Claire from the soul-sucker guy. Jacob didn't have enough energy to fight at that moment. Additionally, he faced a spelling wizard on the astral plane he came from. Spell wizards are the most formidable opponents. When Latin prayers are used on them, they become fragile. "Oh? Why did you get up? There is still light." Jacob raised his eyebrows when he saw Zara in the living room of their mansion. The old mansion that his family infested. Zara was drinking a red liquid that, as she remembered, was called red wine by mortals.